canopy of rain

as I watched my own reflection

staring back at me

from the puddle after a mild shower,

I asked myself if we are living

under a canopy of rain

.

as I runneth my hands over your hair

you stared at me

as you muddle over the love I shower

I asked myself if we are only playing

over that canopy of rain

.

as I watched you beam with hope & love

that stares back at me

as I fumbled in the shower

I asked myself if we are in denial

outside that canopy of rain

.

but chances are that

if we continue to bleak &  live

with the canopy of rain

hanging over our head and doorstep

let us rather cross

that threshold in mutiny

and leave that canopy of rain

behind us..

.

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